Here's a silly one.
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Linguistics
Your Linguistic Profile: |
70% General American English |
20% Yankee |
10% Dixie |
0% Midwestern |
0% Upper Midwestern |
Argh
I have only 25 problems standing between me and the end of organic chemistry, and I have a week and a half to do them in. Shoulnd't be too bad, but we'll see how it goes. Right now, my priority is the biology paper. And currently I have to grade definitions from the high school class. They're having a test tomorrow, so I'm kind of under the gun, but no problem. There you have outlined my work for the next week and a half. Oh, and I'm on breakfast on Friday. And I'm hanging with the Greenleaf's Thursday evening. Should be fun, although I'm sure to be grilled about what is happening in my life. I'll just have to gear myself up for it.
I have to ask myself, how did I survive life without a tabbed browser? The answer is uknowable.
Waiting for the internet...
Gar. It's so fun - tonight we have the new upriver rats, Amanda and Vanessa, who are living at Rika's for the summer, here at our house, and Matt is staying over with Josiah. Of course, I'm not downstairs to enjoy their company, but it's good to have them here, nonetheless.
Finally, finished the definitions. I guess I am just too fast for the internet.
Well, I should continue work on my biology. Until next time.
I have to ask myself, how did I survive life without a tabbed browser? The answer is uknowable.
Waiting for the internet...
Gar. It's so fun - tonight we have the new upriver rats, Amanda and Vanessa, who are living at Rika's for the summer, here at our house, and Matt is staying over with Josiah. Of course, I'm not downstairs to enjoy their company, but it's good to have them here, nonetheless.
Finally, finished the definitions. I guess I am just too fast for the internet.
Well, I should continue work on my biology. Until next time.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Sam and his exercise routine
This is from Friday morning after the big hurrah. Sam and his group were doing a skit about being an exercise group. It was great.
Exxon Valdez blah blah blah
That's how I feel, just in case you were wondering. Actually, I made some progress on my report tonight - progress is always good. Actually, I was going to spend all afternoon on it, but by the time I got home is was about 3:20, and it was so nice outside so I went out and lay on the roof in my bathing suit. It was nice, and not altogether unproductive, as I read...okay, skimmed mightily through all the organic chemistry chapters I have to cover in the next two weeks.
Jessica and I biked into Delta yesterday. Poor Polkie had a terrible bike with flat tires and no breaks. The Jumping Java hut wasn't open, probably because it was a Sunday, but we went to IGA and got some coffee. Then we didn't want to bike home, so we got Josiah to come pick us up at the library. That was super funny.
I think I'm going to go to bed pretty soon, even though it's only 10:20 PM.
Josiah asked me if I would be his girlfriend just for tonight, so we've been having a relationship tonight. Silly, but who cares? Not me. I would only care if we had to be boyfriend and girlfriend for more than three hours at a time. We would tear each other to pieces. We irritate each other way to easily - just the right amount to be good friends, but certainly not anything more than that.
I was thinking tonight, and you know, I feel really settled about my decision for next year, even though it was by far the most spur of the moment idea. I really do believe that God wants me to go, and I think he's opening the door for this option. My biggest fear, regardless of what I just said, is that He will leave me alone. I'm the type of person that loves solitude, but not being alone. It's sort of a selfish perspective - I want people far enough so that I don't have to bother with them, but close enough so I know I'm not entirely alone. But then, who isn't like that to some extent?
Courtney will be here tomorrow!
Jessica and I biked into Delta yesterday. Poor Polkie had a terrible bike with flat tires and no breaks. The Jumping Java hut wasn't open, probably because it was a Sunday, but we went to IGA and got some coffee. Then we didn't want to bike home, so we got Josiah to come pick us up at the library. That was super funny.
I think I'm going to go to bed pretty soon, even though it's only 10:20 PM.
Josiah asked me if I would be his girlfriend just for tonight, so we've been having a relationship tonight. Silly, but who cares? Not me. I would only care if we had to be boyfriend and girlfriend for more than three hours at a time. We would tear each other to pieces. We irritate each other way to easily - just the right amount to be good friends, but certainly not anything more than that.
I was thinking tonight, and you know, I feel really settled about my decision for next year, even though it was by far the most spur of the moment idea. I really do believe that God wants me to go, and I think he's opening the door for this option. My biggest fear, regardless of what I just said, is that He will leave me alone. I'm the type of person that loves solitude, but not being alone. It's sort of a selfish perspective - I want people far enough so that I don't have to bother with them, but close enough so I know I'm not entirely alone. But then, who isn't like that to some extent?
Courtney will be here tomorrow!
Monday, April 25, 2005
I was going to take a break...
...from my organic chemistry homework, but then I got so caught up in finishing it that I'm here only because I did finish as completely as I could. It's a good thing I got most of it done, minus a couple of questions, considering that I've pretty much had a four day weekend. Seriously, I went to Fairbanks on Thursday, had fun that night and the next morning, got the rest of Friday off, was on laundry on Saturday, and then off today. It was heavenly, but it's back to work tomorrowy. Only two more weeks, though. The biggest thing weighing on my mind now is just the biology project. It's not going to be difficult, it's just a matter of sitting down and doing it.
Man, I really like those Smirnoff Ice things.
I washed the red suburban tonight. The road to our house off the highway is absolutely atrocious. There are muddy ruts at least a foot deep. Anyway, this afternoon I was trying to stay out of the ruts and managed to load up the car with mud, so I washed it. It was a fun diversion.
You know, it's funny, but I have no qualms about starting school over if I have to, and on top of that, I have no regrets. Regardless of the fact that three years of my life and hard work might be about to go to waste in the most technical sense, I don't regret it a stitch.
Okay, I don't want to talk to you anymore.
Man, I really like those Smirnoff Ice things.
I washed the red suburban tonight. The road to our house off the highway is absolutely atrocious. There are muddy ruts at least a foot deep. Anyway, this afternoon I was trying to stay out of the ruts and managed to load up the car with mud, so I washed it. It was a fun diversion.
You know, it's funny, but I have no qualms about starting school over if I have to, and on top of that, I have no regrets. Regardless of the fact that three years of my life and hard work might be about to go to waste in the most technical sense, I don't regret it a stitch.
Okay, I don't want to talk to you anymore.
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Murder of a goldfish
I just witnessed Hannah's nasty and gross slimesucker murder, in very, very cold blood, a poor unsuspecting goldfish. Here we've been wondering why our goldfish keep dying, and it's all the slimesucker's fault! The thing has been killing them, and then the other fish have been nasty cannibals and finishing them off. We transferred the dead fish to the toilet and said a few Latin mass-like words over it and then put the criminal in solitary confinement. Death the slimesuckers everywhere! I'm traumatized forever!
Friday, April 22, 2005
So it was the first day of school
Okay, not really. We prefer to call it the annual teachers' suprise. It was fun. I'll post some pictures maybe, or you can just go to my nifty pictures link and take a look. Anyway, they went on a treasure hunt, and then we prophesied over one another and then we went to the campfires and had food and good times. That's the nutshell version.
We almost had Bobby and Cathy Owens stay at our house tonight, which would have been interesting considering it's just Josiah, Jessica, Hannah, Peter and I home tonight. Thankfully they're staying somewhere else. We are having an upriver service tonight though. It was suppose to be the whole farm, but the wind is so bad out that we can't even manage a boat trip to get the Owenses downriver. The delta is just about impassable as it came up to my butt when I walked across around noon. The silt is everywhere. I mean, I left my computer on the edge of my bed by my closed window for about 30 minutes, and when I came back, there was an appreciable layer on it. Bizarre.
There's not much else to say. You know everything there is to know. You are completely and entirely posted. ... Get it? Ha, I thought it was funny.
We almost had Bobby and Cathy Owens stay at our house tonight, which would have been interesting considering it's just Josiah, Jessica, Hannah, Peter and I home tonight. Thankfully they're staying somewhere else. We are having an upriver service tonight though. It was suppose to be the whole farm, but the wind is so bad out that we can't even manage a boat trip to get the Owenses downriver. The delta is just about impassable as it came up to my butt when I walked across around noon. The silt is everywhere. I mean, I left my computer on the edge of my bed by my closed window for about 30 minutes, and when I came back, there was an appreciable layer on it. Bizarre.
There's not much else to say. You know everything there is to know. You are completely and entirely posted. ... Get it? Ha, I thought it was funny.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
I can hear my heart beating in my ear
Yes, ladies and gentlement, it's true. Bizarre, isn't it?
I guess it's been a bit since I've relayed what my life is doing with itself. Actually, it's been three days, but so much has happened since then. I have since applied to UAA (University of Alaska, Anchorage, for those who care and don't know) and been nominally accepted, it being that my transcripts get sent and accepted. I've sent in my FAFSA for aid and I'm really nervous about the next 5 months. My life is going to be in an uproar. I'm very excited, but bit time nervousness is settling in. I want to just enjoy myself, but so many new experiences at once are amazing.
I'm thinking about being on the debate team down there. You may be thinking - Alaska? A debate team? In fact, they have won national and international titles in international forms of debate, and many of the people on the team are people that I debated in high school and even beat. I know I could do it. It is, however, very time-consuming with all the international travel they do. Ups and downs, pros and cons. We'll just have to see.
Church calls.
I guess it's been a bit since I've relayed what my life is doing with itself. Actually, it's been three days, but so much has happened since then. I have since applied to UAA (University of Alaska, Anchorage, for those who care and don't know) and been nominally accepted, it being that my transcripts get sent and accepted. I've sent in my FAFSA for aid and I'm really nervous about the next 5 months. My life is going to be in an uproar. I'm very excited, but bit time nervousness is settling in. I want to just enjoy myself, but so many new experiences at once are amazing.
I'm thinking about being on the debate team down there. You may be thinking - Alaska? A debate team? In fact, they have won national and international titles in international forms of debate, and many of the people on the team are people that I debated in high school and even beat. I know I could do it. It is, however, very time-consuming with all the international travel they do. Ups and downs, pros and cons. We'll just have to see.
Church calls.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Hannah, Columbia's pseudo-beauty queen
Hannah, one roomie. Very appropriate outfit since she gets teased about being a Columbian drug-lord.
Cruella and her brood
Josh and Ellen with boys Ethan, Brandon, and Caleb - gotta love the dalmations.
Don't do it!!!
David and Evan, two key planners of this shindig, at each others' throats...okay not really, but it was a good picture anyway.
Josiah, wearing curtains and an ivy
Yes, this is my friend who lives across the way...is he wierd or what?
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Back home
Wow, we got home tonight after a long day in the bus and boy was there a suprise awaiting us! The whole entire farm had dressed up to celebrate our victories, and it was amazing. I'll post some pictures once I upload them.
Here are the results of the tournament:
DI - Audrey 1st, Matt 3rd
HI - Diego 1st, Hilary 2nd, Nick 4th
OO - Hannah 1st, Rachel 2nd
PFD - Cara/JC 1st, Nick/Pat 3rd
LD - James 4th, Hilary 4th, Audrey 4th
MIME - Matt 4th, Luke (can't remember)
DUO - Hilary/Diego 2nd
Duet - James/Pat 6th, Diego/Lewis 5th
Solo - Ben 1st, Pat 4th(?), Hannah 6th(?)
FX - Sam 5th, Lewis 6th
RT - Seussical 2nd
In expository speaking and DX we didn't place, and we don't compete in commentary or CX debate. We took the sweepstakes for 1A, 2A, and 3A schools in drama, forensics, and debate, as well as the overall point sweepstakes for the whole tournament, coming home with a total of 170 points, a new record, over West, our nemesis in a friendly way, who went home with 131. We lost the grade point average prize for the first time this year, but oh well. This means that we get to send 5 people to nationals in Philadelphia this summer.
I saw Sam - that was great. We went out Friday night and saw Carmina Burana (sp?) which I love. The performance wasn't that fantastic but it was fun to meet some of Sam's friends. We talked some, and that was good.
Well, that's it for now.
Here are the results of the tournament:
DI - Audrey 1st, Matt 3rd
HI - Diego 1st, Hilary 2nd, Nick 4th
OO - Hannah 1st, Rachel 2nd
PFD - Cara/JC 1st, Nick/Pat 3rd
LD - James 4th, Hilary 4th, Audrey 4th
MIME - Matt 4th, Luke (can't remember)
DUO - Hilary/Diego 2nd
Duet - James/Pat 6th, Diego/Lewis 5th
Solo - Ben 1st, Pat 4th(?), Hannah 6th(?)
FX - Sam 5th, Lewis 6th
RT - Seussical 2nd
In expository speaking and DX we didn't place, and we don't compete in commentary or CX debate. We took the sweepstakes for 1A, 2A, and 3A schools in drama, forensics, and debate, as well as the overall point sweepstakes for the whole tournament, coming home with a total of 170 points, a new record, over West, our nemesis in a friendly way, who went home with 131. We lost the grade point average prize for the first time this year, but oh well. This means that we get to send 5 people to nationals in Philadelphia this summer.
I saw Sam - that was great. We went out Friday night and saw Carmina Burana (sp?) which I love. The performance wasn't that fantastic but it was fun to meet some of Sam's friends. We talked some, and that was good.
Well, that's it for now.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
First day is over
Well, the first day of competition is over, and I got to judge every round. I judged a PFD round, an LD round, and a pantomime round. I love it that I can judge because it gives me something useful to do. I know this is short, but I have to go help compile dinner.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
12:23 AM
Yes, my friends, it's that early the night before State, and I just finished packing. Now I'm just waiting for the bathroom because someone was taking a shower.
You'd think I'd learn a thing or two from my experience with speech coaching. I'm a terrible coach. On top of that, I'm really not teacher material. I'm just plain too selfish. Right now, I'm dreading tournament. I'm dreading that I'll feel useless like I did tonight when I saw Nika helping Angela get all the stuff together and I was oblivious to the fact that they were even doing anything. I'm dreading watching Angela and Nika be together in a room and me having fun yet feeling left out because they're off being "Nika and Angela" together. I really dread being there and feeling like an extra arm that someone carries around because they feel obligated to. Why do you think I go to tournaments, I mean, really? It's because I want to feel important, and because I want to judge because that means someone has to care what I think. I'm dreading Bill being there, wondering what I'm doing there, all the while not knowing that I coach extemp day in and day out. I'm dreading not being useful enough, feeling guilty that I'm just another responsibility rather than a help. Why can't I just look forward to State? Why do I have to sit here and overanalyse my complexes? I told you I was too selfish - this whole paragraph has been about me, and I'm the least important member going. Honestly, Joanna, get a grip.
I made a movie, it's super cool.
You'd think I'd learn a thing or two from my experience with speech coaching. I'm a terrible coach. On top of that, I'm really not teacher material. I'm just plain too selfish. Right now, I'm dreading tournament. I'm dreading that I'll feel useless like I did tonight when I saw Nika helping Angela get all the stuff together and I was oblivious to the fact that they were even doing anything. I'm dreading watching Angela and Nika be together in a room and me having fun yet feeling left out because they're off being "Nika and Angela" together. I really dread being there and feeling like an extra arm that someone carries around because they feel obligated to. Why do you think I go to tournaments, I mean, really? It's because I want to feel important, and because I want to judge because that means someone has to care what I think. I'm dreading Bill being there, wondering what I'm doing there, all the while not knowing that I coach extemp day in and day out. I'm dreading not being useful enough, feeling guilty that I'm just another responsibility rather than a help. Why can't I just look forward to State? Why do I have to sit here and overanalyse my complexes? I told you I was too selfish - this whole paragraph has been about me, and I'm the least important member going. Honestly, Joanna, get a grip.
I made a movie, it's super cool.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Alvin and the Chipmunks
Talk about a blast from the past. I used to watch them on TV when I was a little kid. However, I don't find them and their shrill singing near to enthralling as I used to, so I have sequestered myself in my room and turned up my music. Currently, that is Secret Garden, the album, Dawn of a New Century. It's pleasant.
I did, as I said yesterday, speech all day, from 10 until 5. I'm a little tired now, even though I didn't really do any personal exertion. I mean, I guess coaching could be called that, in a way. I have to do organic chemistry homework now - infrared spectroscopy. I don't think it's going to be too difficult. The hardest part will be opening Virtual PC. Takes so much memory to run that it slows everything else down to a snail's pace.
Emerson W. asked me tonight if I was ignoring/avoiding him, and I just kind of said that I wasn't, not consciously, although I had thought maybe he had been ignoring/avoiding me. He assured me vehemently that he wasn't. He was on boats today, and so tonight after dinner while we were waiting for the accumulation of people in the truck, he was teasing me about my hat, saying I looked like a female Ignacious (from Confederacy of Dunces) and I knew things were going to be okay. After all, if he's mocking and teasing me, things must be back to normal. Kind of a weight off my back.
Wow, I am so hot I am just pouring sweat. Well, not quite, but it is hot up here in my room.
I guess I should quit procrastinating and actually get busy. Argh.
I did, as I said yesterday, speech all day, from 10 until 5. I'm a little tired now, even though I didn't really do any personal exertion. I mean, I guess coaching could be called that, in a way. I have to do organic chemistry homework now - infrared spectroscopy. I don't think it's going to be too difficult. The hardest part will be opening Virtual PC. Takes so much memory to run that it slows everything else down to a snail's pace.
Emerson W. asked me tonight if I was ignoring/avoiding him, and I just kind of said that I wasn't, not consciously, although I had thought maybe he had been ignoring/avoiding me. He assured me vehemently that he wasn't. He was on boats today, and so tonight after dinner while we were waiting for the accumulation of people in the truck, he was teasing me about my hat, saying I looked like a female Ignacious (from Confederacy of Dunces) and I knew things were going to be okay. After all, if he's mocking and teasing me, things must be back to normal. Kind of a weight off my back.
Wow, I am so hot I am just pouring sweat. Well, not quite, but it is hot up here in my room.
I guess I should quit procrastinating and actually get busy. Argh.
Sun-tanning in April
I was out on the roof this afternoon sunning myself. It was great. I had to punch out my screen to get out there, but it was worth it. It was so warm, except for a cold breeze every now and then. Don't know that I actually increased the melanin levels in my skin, but oh well.
Just finished watching De-Lovely. It was really good, although perhaps about 45 minutes too long. I cried at the end, of course. I cry in movies whenever possible. Can you imagine living a life like that? I mean, aside from the fact that Porter was gay, married, and his wife was fine with that a large portion of the time, it all seems pretty surreal.
Tomorrow, its speech, speech, speech. I'm going to be coaching from 10 AM until dinner, pretty much. It's all good, though. It will be an altogether fun experience, this next week.
I'm glad Emerson W. is not going to be around much this week. It's not that I'm mad at him still, but I can tell he is still pissed off about me ranting to someone else about my problem with him. And he was right. But honestly, even if I'd never breathed a word, he's still have to be dealing with all the crap he's having to figure out. I sure didn't help, but I didn't start the fires either. I can't really say I care all that much. I know I should, but I just don't.
I think I'm getting somewhere it regards to next year, but we'll see. I think God really wants to do something in my life in regards to my care for other people, and how much I'm willing to devote my efforts to helping and interceding for others, but I also think that it's not going to be in the way some people may imagine. Living at Whitestone is time-consuming. It's takes a lot of sweat and tears to be able to give away time to others when all the time is already taken by others. I don't know if that makes any sense, but I don't really care since I know what I mean.
Just finished watching De-Lovely. It was really good, although perhaps about 45 minutes too long. I cried at the end, of course. I cry in movies whenever possible. Can you imagine living a life like that? I mean, aside from the fact that Porter was gay, married, and his wife was fine with that a large portion of the time, it all seems pretty surreal.
Tomorrow, its speech, speech, speech. I'm going to be coaching from 10 AM until dinner, pretty much. It's all good, though. It will be an altogether fun experience, this next week.
I'm glad Emerson W. is not going to be around much this week. It's not that I'm mad at him still, but I can tell he is still pissed off about me ranting to someone else about my problem with him. And he was right. But honestly, even if I'd never breathed a word, he's still have to be dealing with all the crap he's having to figure out. I sure didn't help, but I didn't start the fires either. I can't really say I care all that much. I know I should, but I just don't.
I think I'm getting somewhere it regards to next year, but we'll see. I think God really wants to do something in my life in regards to my care for other people, and how much I'm willing to devote my efforts to helping and interceding for others, but I also think that it's not going to be in the way some people may imagine. Living at Whitestone is time-consuming. It's takes a lot of sweat and tears to be able to give away time to others when all the time is already taken by others. I don't know if that makes any sense, but I don't really care since I know what I mean.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
The European way
Sometimes I wish I had been born in Ireland or Scotland or Iceland. I don't know why I have this fascination with those countries, but I just love them. I've always wanted to go to Iceland - I don't even know what's there to see, but there you have it. Mark Selvaggio and I are both really into Iceland, and we talk about it sometime. I'll go, one day, for some reason or another. Ireland is happening this summer - a whole month of it! I don't know about Scotland - it's not on the itinerary, but maybe I'll get a chance to see it. Laura Greenleaf's pictures of Scotland make it seem like such a beautiful place. I've always wanted to go to northern Scotland, up to the fishing villages. Maybe someday I'll move to northern Scotland. I could see myself doing that, just for the heck of it. Sometimes being impulsive can get you into trouble, but sometimes I get to experience and enjoy amazing things far more than other people. Of course, being just 20, I've only just gotten to the point where I can drastically exercise my right to do whatever I want, and this trip this summer is just the beginning. You know, when you're in high school and you have a head on your shoulders, you generally dig in and do what your supposed to do - the homework, the doing what your told by those in authority, whether that be parents or teachers. If you've gained a little wisdom by that age (I know what you're thinking - "very funny"), you learn to just do the proper things generally. But, when you graduate, a whole world of possibilities opens up to you. You can do anything. I don't like to think of anything as out of my reach. Heck, I bet if I put my whole heart into it, I could be an opera singer if I wanted to. People laugh when I say that, and granted, I am saying it jokingly, but I can see in their eyes that they're thinking, "Yeah right, you? An opera singer?" But I say I could do it. And I really, honestly believe that. Laugh all you want, but there you have it. And if I want to live in the fishing villages in norhtern Scotland, why not? Who's going to stop me? It doesn't mean there wouldn't be some things to deal with, such as getting a visa, or whatever they call them in Scotland, and getting a job, and making friends, and the language/accent barrier, but I could still do it. There is not one single thing that can stand in my way. Now, before anyone gets their knickers in a wad, I also really want to go to college and get a degree, not because I feel obligated, which is no reason at all, but because I honestly want to, and I plan on doing that. But maybe, when I'm 35, if I'm still free-lancing it, I'll just up and go for no reason except that I want to. I honestly believe that there's nothing wrong with being that impulsive. I mean, you have to lay a good groundwork for that kind of stuff. I could just take off, but if I'm in debt, or have no way of providing for myself, or I have certain real (not imagined - big difference) responsibilities to other people, then being impulsive with your life might get you into trouble, but honestly, if things are going well and you just want a change - a really big one - why not? Someone tell me, why not? What is so terribly important, why are you so tied up in knots, why are you so scared to do what you want to do?
Now, you may be asking - interesing soliloquy, but why is all this coming out now? I'll tell you.
I think it's because I'm terribly sick of trying to convince myself that what I imagine to be obligations are really that - important obligations. Yes, I have certain responsibilities, and I'm doing my best to make sure that I take care of those. But honestly, some of the things I imagine to be astoundingly important are nothing in reality, and the things I want to do are being thrown to the wayside like they are not important at all. What worth is it for me to live this life fulfilling duty after illusory duty when the things worth living for - my aspirations and dreams - are going unfulfilled?
I outrightly refuse to become another cubicled desk job when there's a whole universe - and yes, I do mean universe - of possibilities out there.
Now, you may be asking - interesing soliloquy, but why is all this coming out now? I'll tell you.
I think it's because I'm terribly sick of trying to convince myself that what I imagine to be obligations are really that - important obligations. Yes, I have certain responsibilities, and I'm doing my best to make sure that I take care of those. But honestly, some of the things I imagine to be astoundingly important are nothing in reality, and the things I want to do are being thrown to the wayside like they are not important at all. What worth is it for me to live this life fulfilling duty after illusory duty when the things worth living for - my aspirations and dreams - are going unfulfilled?
I outrightly refuse to become another cubicled desk job when there's a whole universe - and yes, I do mean universe - of possibilities out there.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
The best feeling
You want to know what one of the best feelings in the world is? It's being pretty much caught up on all the homework I have to do. I finished the chapter 14 exercises I had to do, I have no current lab work that needs doing, and all I've got on my plate is thinking about what and how I'm going to teach next week and my final project for biology, which, by the way, is going very well. It's an unusual phenomenon for being about four weeks from the end of school. Usually I'm scrambling trying to get everything done. Of course, the production will start full-force after State, and there's State, and I have to pack in the last week of school because I'm shipping out right after graduation.
Wow, I am super cold. Stupid fan.
Wow, I am super cold. Stupid fan.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
A tribute to a friend
I decided today to talk about my friend Cara. She's a real chum. It's funny, because when I was a senior in highschool and she was in ninth grade, we were nigh unto inseperable. We talked about everything, and we had the same views on a lot of stuff. We both loved coffee and books, you know, all that stuff, and we worked together in debate - we were together all the time. After I graduated and started college, we grew apart a little, not for any other reason than that we were never around each other that much. But the funny thing was that if we did ever hang out, we could always pick up right where we left. To this day, we can talk about anything, and that's very encouraging. I wish her the best as she goes to State and graduates from highschool.
Speaking of State, I'm really excited about going. Actually, what's more exciting is that all the kids are excited that I'm going. It's very heartening to know that they want me to be there and that they think it wouldn't be the same without Nika and I. Sometimes I feel more like a slave driver than a coach, because I'm constantly having to light fires under certain people's butts when it comes to extemp, but it's good to know they appreciate it.
I'm also getting excited about Europe. I'm starting to think about it more, and all that kind of stuff. It's going to be such an experience. I'm a little nervous about being in Ireland for a month, simply because I won't be a "free agent," but rather someone who is there to help out and really contribute while I'm there. I'm sure it will be fun.
Speaking of State, I'm really excited about going. Actually, what's more exciting is that all the kids are excited that I'm going. It's very heartening to know that they want me to be there and that they think it wouldn't be the same without Nika and I. Sometimes I feel more like a slave driver than a coach, because I'm constantly having to light fires under certain people's butts when it comes to extemp, but it's good to know they appreciate it.
I'm also getting excited about Europe. I'm starting to think about it more, and all that kind of stuff. It's going to be such an experience. I'm a little nervous about being in Ireland for a month, simply because I won't be a "free agent," but rather someone who is there to help out and really contribute while I'm there. I'm sure it will be fun.
Monday, April 04, 2005
Monday, Monday
Well, I spent most of the weekend without the internet, which was somewhat of a pain. Then again, I didn't really have anything important to do on the internet besides work on my biology project, and who cares about that. I mean, it's only my most important project of this 400-level class. Really, though, it doesn't matter.
I have to teach next week. I'm teaching the introduction to acids and bases - God knows why I picked the longest and one of the most important chapters in the last half of the book. It covers properties of acids and bases, including Arrhenius and Bronsted-Lowry and Lewis models, and conjugates, and so on, and I half to cover it in three days, and I won't be able to assign hardly any homework because that's the week of State. It should be fine, but I'm a little nervous simply because I've never actually been in charge of lecturing and homework all the while being graded for it. Argh.
Okay, well, that's it.
I have to teach next week. I'm teaching the introduction to acids and bases - God knows why I picked the longest and one of the most important chapters in the last half of the book. It covers properties of acids and bases, including Arrhenius and Bronsted-Lowry and Lewis models, and conjugates, and so on, and I half to cover it in three days, and I won't be able to assign hardly any homework because that's the week of State. It should be fine, but I'm a little nervous simply because I've never actually been in charge of lecturing and homework all the while being graded for it. Argh.
Okay, well, that's it.
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